Anyone else need to be mostly drunk to be around their relatives? My sister is BBQing with the BIL and the BIL's brother. I've bitched about these people before, they're incredibly boring. I was at their place for 2 hours before I had to go to the bar because it was so painfully boring. They don't drink which is fine, but they make it a point to talk about how they don't drink, they eat obnoxiously healthy which they like to mention and they go to sleep at 10, and the BIL is fucking 27. Most boring people ever. They don't even do fireworks. How can you not like fireworks for fucks sake? They seriously wonder why no one ever comes over. Fucking shocking...
It's to the point that my sister has to be tipsy/drunk before we can enjoy her company. The first time I told my mom that, she scoffed... but the results brought her around. Now before we get together we coordinate who's bringing the booze for my sister.
Why not smash the condescending little gayfag? He approached you. He touched you. Stand your ground.. And do the world of service by splitting his mouth wide on a curb edge. Why do people like this have to exist? Are there rich kids out there who aren't falsely-entitled little shits? I'll happily shake their hand.
Listening to fireworks is nowhere as near as good as seeing them. I got about 8 feet off the ground, going up my steep ass roof, and got vertigo so fucking bad I thought I was going to pass out. Heights don't bother me. Falling does. THIS IS FUCKING LOGICAL. Got a pretty good view of the city's fireworks from my driveway. There is something wholly satisfying about drinking beer and watching shit dun blow up good. This just made me realize I will have no familial obligation until one of my cousin's kids gets married. This is a load off my soul. I'm not particularly close with my cousins, and everyone else is dead, so I can spend every holiday doing whatever the fuck I want. Mainly eating and drinking the good stuff without having to share. I went to New Orleans last Christmas. It was awesome.
Fireworks are lame. Yesterday we went and sat on Bunker Hill, the spot of the Colonial defeat against the coward British, because teh intertubes said it would have a good view of the fireworks. Well, we couldn't see shit except reflections off buildings. We waited an hour and a half for nothing. It was as if the dead British troops were mocking us.
In other news, there will be an Independence Day 2 movie next year: http://screenrant.com/independence-day-2-no-will-smith-cast/ The Encore channel has been playing ID4 on a loop. I'm watching it for the second time.
A rather interesting fireworks viewing perspective. Syncing to Andrea Bocelli was a nice touch as well.
A co-worker of mine saw a little kitty-cat on the side of the road when he was driving to a triathlon that his girlfriend was competing in. It was stalking cattle in the field beside the road, and didn't give a crap about him or the car he was driving. He's Dutch, and we had to really, really convince him that this wasn't "normal Canadian stuff" that happens all the time.
Mountain lions are one of the more terrifying wild animals on this planet. Night hunters eat humans? Yikes. I remember the first time I took my daughter to the zoo she was still in a stroller, and a cougar became completely,ravenously fixated on her as soon as it saw her. I mean, this thing walked right up to the glass and was snarling, raising its spine fur and drooling like a shook-up can of pop. It wanted nothing more than to eat a toddler right then and there , despite at least a dozen or so larger and meatier humans in its sight and didn't take its eyes off her until we left. A land shark if there ever was one.
Please tell me you were drunk the entire time. Myrtle Beach is wall to wall chain restaurants and tourist traps, with a healthy dose of douchebags. Its like the Vegas of the southeast, minus the casinos.
The one time I ever understood the concept of one's blood "running cold" was when I was at a zoo one time and heard the lions roaring. I've been to many zoos and usually these cats are just lounging around or off somewhere else. But this time I guess something set one of them off and it roared several times. It fucking resonated in my bones. If I ever heard that shit out in the actual wild, I would probably just put a gun in my mouth and pull the trigger rather than wait for it to get to me.
We visited the San Diego Zoo Safari Park and I got to see lions for the first time in person. Those motherfuckers are HUGE. They had a prop jeep in its enclosure and the thing was draped over the top of it. It was easily the size of a VW bug. You really don't get to appreciate their enormous size when you see them on TV. They are monstrous in person. My father in law has a big truck. He was going at about 50mph up into the mountains toward Big Bear up a road with an almost sheer hill on one side and a drop off on the other. Out of nowhere this mountain lion pops up chasing a deer across the road. He ends up hitting the damned thing and stops. The friggin mountain lion shakes it off and continues running up the side of the hill to get the deer like nothing happened.